I am not in love with Ronnie Radke

The date so far

All day I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket and somehow I just knew it was Ronnie. Surely enough, when the bell rang I checked my phone only to find 6 missed messages from him. That were all asking me to hang out or wishing me good luck on my tests in different ways. God, why can't he just leave me alone? I texted him back and said "hey well I don't have school Thursday and Friday, maybe we can do something then?" And he texted back within seconds saying "that'd be great! Ill figure out details and text you tomorrow! See you then!". Ugh. I have no idea why I'm even hanging out with him...

Thursday

The second I got home from school, I started freaking out. "What am I going to wear? What are we going to talk about? What will my friends say?" Was only about half of what was running through my mind. I was so nervous, but I knew I shouldn't be because I was going to end up hating it. I threw on a tshirt and jeans and straightened my hair. I looked in the mirror, almost content with what I saw and smiled. "Expect the worst, but hope for the best" I kept telling myself.

Finally Ronnie came to pick me up in his big black car. "Bye mom! I'm going out- I should be home by midnight!" I called into my big house. "Ok have fun sweetie" I could barely hear her response. I ran out the door and got into Ronnie's car and was greeted with him saying "hay how's it going". Really? That's it? I could already tell this was going to be an awkward night. "Fine I guess". I did not know what say. "So what are we doing tonight?" I asked, because he still hadn't really told me. All he had said was dress causally and don't expect a lot. "It's a surprise" he said with a smile while pulling out of my driveway. The rest of our ride to the secret destination was full of small talk, and wasn't actually as awkward as I thought. We pull up into an old parking lot filled with maybe 50 other cars. "Welcome to Wisconsin fear grounds" read the sign to my right. "Ronnie, is this a haunted house?" I asked. "Don't worry, it'll be fun" he said in his carefree tone. I always loved that about him. We got out of the car and walked up to the ticket booth "2 please" he says to the lady running the booth. We get our tickets and wait in a line that is predicted to be about 20 minutes long. The second we turned around a corner a clown jumped out at me and I immediately fell onto Ronnie. "Hey, hey you're fine. Remember they're just people in makeup" he said trying to make me feel better, but also laughing at how scared I was. I just stayed in his arms- it was comfortable and I kinda liked it...